Of perfect, numbing, ordinary dreams
It pulled me from the deep
Restless, a pressure and tension had grown
A question of purpose shook my heart of stone:
What if after all of this, my life should come up short in the final scales?
Should I wait for time to tell?
For the longing and sorrow I know to be true -
What have I offered but the portion of fools?
Detached
In the smallest of hours a thought pulled me out Of perfect, numbing, ordinary dreams It pulled me from the deep Restless, a pressure and tension had grown A question of purpose shook my heart of stone: What if after all of this, my life should come up short in the final scales? Should I wait for time to tell? For the longing and sorrow I know to be true - What have I offered but the portion of fools? Detached Explain Request ×
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